Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 192 Wu Zu: My hard work is worth it (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)
"Oh, this is indeed my negligence. I didn't pay much attention to you and just urged you to practice hard. Now that you are the Earth Supreme and have just recovered from a serious illness, it is indeed time for you to relax a little."

Feng Yusheng's smile was even warmer. Her arms were filled with irrefutable truths. Her beautiful eyes, which were as bright as the stars and as beautiful as the moon, were as clear as the autumn waters of nature. Her aura was harmonious and broad, and she looked like a kind teacher.

However, Ye Kong could not feel any warmth, only a deep chill, as if he was in a place colder than an ice coffin, and he shivered uncontrollably.

To Ye Kong, it was clear that Feng Yusheng was saying that he would pay more attention to him in the future, and he didn't even hide his possessiveness in his words.

What's going on in this world? First I provoked a Miss Xiao Xiao, then I met a queen. Why do they all have that kind of yandere tendency? And I, Ye, seem to be more passive all the time...

After lamenting his own emotional experience, Ye Kong quickly began to make amends, trying his best to prove that he had come to an indecent place to do serious things:
"Master, you know that the Ice Spirit Clan is covered with frozen soil everywhere. There is not even an unfrozen lake, let alone fish!
We are guests, we can’t tear down someone’s house just to catch some fish, right?”

Feng Yusheng nodded her head slightly, her crescent-shaped eyebrows curved, and clapped her hands:

"That's true, but it's just a small ice lake. Could it be that your master is short of such a small resource, Xiao Jing?"

"Hey! Here we come!"

Lin Jing walked up, handed a map to Ye Kong, who had a stiff expression, and said with a smile:
"Hey, idol, Sister Feng Wang has just reserved the largest ice lakes of our Ice Spirit Clan. I will send people to open the lakes and release fish when I return. You can go fishing anytime you want."

"...Thank you so much." Ye Kong took the map with a stiff face.

What's the feeling of being completely supported by a rich woman? Why is it that the higher my cultivation level, the greater the pressure I feel in front of Feng Yusheng? Although it smells good.

Seeing Ye Kong accept it, Feng Yusheng's lips curled up slightly; then he cast his deep eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything to Yanni Fuxiu who was watching the fish basket beside Ye Kong, and smiled softly and said:
"I didn't take a close look at him when I was in the audience before. I just thought I had a new disciple with extraordinary talent and foundation. Now that I see him, I am amazed. He has red lips and white teeth, and is extremely beautiful."

Feng Yusheng's gaze was quite gentle, but Yanni, who was swept by it, felt as if she was being stared at by an extremely domineering and powerful ancient beast. An uncontrollable sense of danger arose in her heart, and her heart was shaken.

She knew that the other party was the most powerful person in the universe. Even if he had no ill intentions, it was still a terrifying thing for her to face. And looking at the way this grandmaster treated her master... the attraction of her master was so strong that she would be targeted even if she wanted to become his disciple.

Suppressing her sympathy for Ye Kong, Yanni raised her face with all her strength, smiled, and saluted:
"Disciple Yanni, I have met Master Fengwang. Master Fengwang is so beautiful and graceful, how can Yanni compare to him?"

A trace of peace flashed across Feng Yusheng's eyes, and he said;
"Little girl, you are really good at talking. Just like your master, you keep saying nonsense to make me happy. No wonder he thinks highly of you."

As she spoke, she slightly sealed the Fire Feather in her hand, handed it to Yanni, and said:

"I came here in a hurry and failed to prepare anything good. This thing is condensed by my own true flame. I think it will be acceptable to you. If you use this fire feather to forge your cultivation, it should be of some benefit to you."

Yanni knew that this was the other party's recognition of her identity. Although he might have some unusual thoughts, it was also well-intentioned. She immediately reached out to take it and expressed her gratitude.

Ye Kong watched the confrontation between the two women quietly, hoping that Yanni could hold on a little longer.

Alas, why is Master so worried about him? He is just here to fish, is there any need to make such a fuss?
Aren't those the only hobbies a man has? There are no video games or online novels here. He fought such a fierce battle, so why can't he enjoy some peace and quiet?

At this time, Lin Jing came forward and asked cautiously:
"Idol, my father has been missing for a day and a night, and my mother and Aunt Bing are also missing, do you know where they are now?

I have never seen my mother so angry before. Father should not have done anything to let my mother and Aunt Bing down, right?"

In the past, she wished that her father and mother would stop controlling her. Now that they are really gone, Lin Jing became panicked instead. “Dad, please don’t do anything rash.”

"I don't know where they are, but I probably know a little bit about what they are doing."

Ye Kong did not expect that Wu Zu would be in a state of daze for a whole day. After considering his words, he faced Lin Jing's blinking eyes and said with certainty:
"Don't worry, I swear, he definitely didn't do anything to let your family down last night. He just followed me to a not-so-serious place to do something serious. Now he should be trying to gain the forgiveness of your mother and your Aunt Bing and make a difference for your family."

Well, he was not wrong. In the previous life, the "joy of having a daughter" was the birth of a daughter, and the "joy of having a son" was the birth of a son.

However, the strength of the late Saint Martial Ancestor Heavenly Supreme was terrifying enough. After such a long battle, it still hadn't ended? Could the two mistresses who were only in the late Immortal stage withstand it?

"Oh, I'm glad he's okay." Lin Jing nodded as if she understood, but it was unclear whether she had realized the true meaning.

After pacifying Lin Jing, Feng Yusheng's voice began to sound in Ye Kong's ears again, like the sound of pearls falling on a jade plate, mellow and pleasant to the ear;
"Even a Martial Ancestor with such high cultivation level still asks his wife for forgiveness. I have been worried about you for a long time. Xiaoye, what are you going to do to comfort me? Hmm?"

"Ahem, I will follow Master's instructions. But my cultivation is so shallow now, so please give me some time."

Ye Kong knew that he couldn't escape, so he tried his best to delay time. First, he felt that his feelings were not yet in place, and second, he didn't want to be suppressed like a certain young patriarch of the Yanling tribe. Even if he was a gigolo, he had unlimited potential. As a supreme being, he had to pursue something. He set a small goal first: to become a supreme being within three years!

Feng Yusheng snorted softly, and a faint blush appeared on her graceful and bright face. A look of joy appeared between her brows. It was obvious that she was quite satisfied with Ye Kong's response.

It would only take a few years. She had been practicing for thousands of years, so she could afford to wait.

After a conversation, Ye Kong resolved this inexplicable crisis, said goodbye to Monk Dingxin who had kindly invited him to go fishing but almost got him killed, and flew out with the three women.

In the air, Ye Kong looked back at the large manor with mixed feelings; indeed, such an undecent place is not suitable for a serious person like me, it is really too dangerous.

The one who came this time was Feng Yusheng. If Xiao Xiao suddenly had the idea of ​​asking Brother Xiao to take her to catch an adulterer next time, she would not be able to live like this.

……

At the same time, in a certain ice palace that was set up with numerous spatial restrictions by the Martial Ancestor, the carved beams and painted buildings were magnificent. Although it did not have the aura of gold and splendor, it had a unique charm.

The ground was in a mess. A light white plain long skirt and the ice blue golden robe of the clan leader fell together in an interlaced and shining manner, with a green and blue close-fitting fur coat on top. Although they were all plain and cold in color, at this moment they were quite gorgeous, fragrant and charming.

The green one is embroidered with white lotus that grows out of the mud without being stained, which looks vivid and lifelike; the blue one is depicted with mysterious and ancient ice flower-shaped patterns, which look noble and inviolable.

In addition to these things, there was also a tattered white gauze flying in the air, carrying a charming fragrance, and no one knew who was so rude as to take it down so rudely;

In the corner of the bed there were a three-foot-long sword and a long zither with a charred tail. The sword was weak and the strings were messy, obviously having been defeated in a fierce battle.

The ice bed was made of special soul-retaining divine ice, and had a large area, so even if it carried three people, there was still plenty of room; but if the world's strongest men were fighting fiercely on it, it would be unbearable; not to mention that the battle has not stopped yet.

A cold and elegant woman who had been the first to go into battle had fallen down helplessly, her three thousand strands of black hair scattered beneath her body, her complete face no longer visible. Her eyes were blurred, her whole body was so weak as if it was falling apart, the slightest movement caused her to feel excruciating pain. The fairy-like figure had suffered an extremely horrific destruction.

There were many red marks on her delicate skin, making her exquisite face even more charming. Both her round and round breasts in front and back were damaged and were aching at this moment.

This experience was too horrible. It reminded her of that wild night more than ten years ago when her man had erupted with unprecedented terrifying fighting power. Soon after, a small figure appeared inside her body...

Fortunately, this time, her man did not treat her as the main force, so she still had the energy to hear the whimpering of the horn on the side.

I wonder if Huanhuan will have a child after all this war?
“Lin…Lin Dong, please let me go. I, I am weak and cannot stand your teaching. You cannot be… partial. Go and teach Sister Qingzhu a lesson as well.”

Ying Huanhuan's knees were in close contact with the edge of the bed, leaving red marks. She seemed to have reached a wonderful state of cultivation, transforming her body into the Tao, becoming a bridge connecting heaven and earth. Lin Dong stood behind her, helping her to comprehend the profoundness of the Tao.

"Practicing requires perseverance, Huanhuan, your will is not strong enough."

Above the candlelight, a strong figure released a big hand, raised it high and dropped it, teaching his beloved wife the importance of cultivating her will.

The two of them practiced the secret method of dual cultivation, transforming themselves into a small world or a yin-yang fish; their spiritual powers merged and combined to practice the Yin-Yang Dao. The rich and vast spiritual power flowed between them, causing Ying Huanhuan's cultivation aura to constantly transform and surge.

With their current realm, the Supreme Sea would naturally have disappeared long ago. Feeling touched, Martial Ancestor decided to transform himself into the Supreme Sea, send his beloved wife beyond the clouds, break through the shackles of the Holy Product Supreme Heaven, and practice extremely hard.

Thunder rumbled, ice condensed, fire blazed, darkness was like fog... Eight kinds of spiritual power were displayed in an endless stream, flowing towards Ying Huanhuan's limbs and meridians throughout the body in an extraordinary trajectory.

The spiritual power cleansed her body, helping her to reach the state of selflessness in the sky again and again. It had been a long time since then, and perhaps it would continue for a long time...

Suddenly, Martial Ancestor Lin Dong felt that his fighting strength was about to run out, so he concentrated his mind and calmed his breath, wielded the power of the eight ancestral talismans, and launched a sudden attack, helping his beloved wife complete her final journey.

"Wow...you, bad guy."

Ying Huanhuan fell down and could no longer get up; but at the same time, the spiritual power in her body broke through the shackles that blocked countless geniuses in the universe, and she underwent an unstoppable transformation. The spiritual light that belonged to the Saint-level Supreme began to appear and release from her body...

The pale-faced Wu Zu looked at his beloved wife and nodded with satisfaction, thinking that all his hard work was worth it.

(End of this chapter)